Waiting gameA Poem by turbochainsawI wait... but they never come so on I wait... and still no sign alone in silence I sit and ponder what it will be like all the while knowing I cannot imagine and then my dreams become reality it all has meaning the time has come the wait is over tiny streaks of light blaze across the sky then larger ones I see explosions off in the distances followed by fires then one large ball of light like a mini sun catches my eye I stare at it transfixed on it's beauty I cannot look away I dare not look away now I can feel it's heat as it grows closer the light grows brighter the heat more intense brighter hotter brighter hotter brighter hotter.......oblivion darkness I wait...
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Added on June 11, 2014 Last Updated on June 11, 2014 Author
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